Sooner or later, we all face what we’ve done.
Everything just feels so out of control. I don’t remember who I am or who I was. Whatever life I had is gone, shattered into a million tiny pieces. Sometimes it’s hard to breathe.
If you can’t go back, you gotta keep moving forward.
So turning friends into enemies. Seems to be a CIA specialty.
Oh, great, there’s a PowerPoint.
You’re a lot of things, Jane. Normal isn’t one of them.
You want me to trust you? Start listening to what I say. Earn it.
You make me feel real. And who you are and who we are together doesn’t make you the wrong person for the job, it makes you the only person for the job.
We’re defined by our choices.
We could catch a movie. I can almost promise you I won’t have seen it.
We can stop, but we won’t. Even when we want to.
To catch a con, you gotta hatch a con.
